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Originally Posted by sadie
les, you bring out my instincts. (  "it's okay, honey; let mommy help you clean up this big ol' dung heap."  )
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You ain't just whistling Dixie. It-
Wh... what the hell did I just say?
Erm... It's like women either have a cleaning-up gene, or men have an ignore-filth gene. My older sister (who's now living on her own) can't enter my room without at one point phrasing the idea of cleaning up, and she's more than willing to help. But while the thought of my own sister rummaging through my personal stuff (my... PERSONAL stuff) sounds like a hoot, I always escort her out again and give the whole place a dramatic refurnishing on my own later.